One Night Stand // m.h

Chapter 1

The bass-heavy music throbbed through the house, the party still raging on. I pushed past drunk and sweaty bodies to the kitchen.

"Hey, Mitch. Got anything good for your best friend?" I asked with a sweet smile. I batted my eyelids for added effect. He bit his lip hesitantly. I pushed out my bottom lip, silently pouting.

He rolled his eyes, shaking his head before pulling out a bottle of vodka.
"Just don't tell your brother I'm giving you the real stuff, okay? You're barely seventeen." Mitch said, pouring the clear liquid into my red cup. I nodded with a sky smile as I sipped it.

"Thanks Mitchy." I said, leaning up and kissing his cheek. He looked a little shocked at first but that was exactly what I wanted. It was only a kiss, anyway.
I was sick of being the predictable, cliché, seventeen year old girl.
"And I'm seventeen and a half!" I shouted behind me with a grin as I walked off.
Mitch was my big brother's best friend. Everyone knew I was Luke's little sister, and so with being his little sister came the 'hands-off' policy. If anyone came near me he flipped out.

I knew he was just being overprotective, but I hated being in his shadow.
He was the school's star athlete and the school captain. I was just his little sister that no one dared to come near.

I huffed, suddenly angry. I stormed outside into the slightly cold night air with only my cup to keep me company.

A few shady-looking older guys stared at me, catcalling. I just flipped them off.
I walked further down the wrap-around porch and saw a guy standing leaned up against the house, smoking a cigarette. He had brown curly hair cut in a kind of Mohawk, but it wasn't weird. He pulled it off perfectly. He was taller than me, a lot taller than me. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a white tee shirt. I'd seen him around, I knew he was older than me. He was gorgeous, but not in the normal way. He just looked - cool. He was the sort of guy that pulled two girls a night, and everyone knew it. He was the sort of guy that was just there for a one night stand, and then never spoke to you again.

And that's exactly what I wanted.

He barely acknowledged my presence as I walked towards him.
"Hey. It's Matt, right?" I asked. He looked my way and we made eye contact. He exhaled a steady stream of blue smoke into the cold air.
"Matty. You're Luke's little sister, right?" He asked.
I rolled my eyes, nodding. "Yeah, I'm his sister. My name's Lee."

"Nice to meet you, Lee. How old are you?" Matty asked. I bit my lip, not knowing if I should lie or not.
"Why? How old are you?" I asked.
He smirked. "I asked you first."
"Nineteen." I lied. Matty smirked again, and I could tell he knew I was lying.
"No you're not. Tell me how old you are." He smiled, pushing himself up off the side of the house he was leaning on.
"Seventeen," I sighed in defeat. "How old are you?"
"Twenty four." Matty replied, as if my age didn't phase him.

I smiled.
I liked being taken seriously. I liked being treated like an adult, not some national treasure that had to be protected. Luke was responsible for that.
"Can I have one?" I asked Matty, pointing to the cigarette packet he held in his other hand. Matty nodded, shaking a cig out of the carton and placing it between my lips.
"Can I get a light?" I asked him. He nodded, pulling out a sleek black lighter and lighting it for me. I didn't smoke often, so I tried to play it as cool as I could. I mimicked Matty's actions and leaned against the side of the house.

"You smoke?" Matty asked me.
"Sometimes. You?" I asked, trying to make conversation.
"Like a chimney." He said with a smile. I let out a small laugh.

"So what are you doing here?" I asked him. He cocked an eyebrow.
"Smoking. Listening to crappy pop music. " Matty said, gesturing to inside. I nodded.

"You know, I'm surprised you didn't freak out when I said I was Luke's sister. Most guys run for the hills as soon as they find out." I blurted out.
I started blushing. I probably shouldn't have said that.
Matty laughed, his laugh was deep and sexy.
"I'm not scared of him." Matty said, stepping closer to me. I bit my lip. God, he was so hot.

"Oh really?" I asked, my voice low.
Matty nodded and smirked.
"Prove it." I said finally. Matty raised his eyebrows, stepping closer to me. He ran his tongue along his bottom lip, his eyes flicking from my eyes to my mouth. His face was only inches from mine. He slid his hands over my hips, before resting on my butt. He grinned devilishly before pressing his whole body up against mine, pushing me up against the wall, our lips colliding.

"You're so fucking hot, you know that?" Matty mumbled against my lips. He tasted like mint and smoke. His hands were in a frenzy, sliding down my sides, my butt, my thighs.

My hands slid around his neck and I tugged softly at his curly locks.
Just having his attention on me and hands all over my body was enough to drive me crazy.

He moaned quietly when I felt his hardness brush against my thigh.
"Come on." He growled, taking my hand and leading me inside the party. He pushed roughly past a few people as he lead me by the hand upstairs. I followed him into an empty bedroom and he slammed and locked the door behind us.

As soon as he'd shut the door he pulled me towards him, pressing me back up against the door and crashing his lips back onto mine.
I tilted my head back to give him better access to my neck, and as he nipped and sucked along my neck and collar bones I let out a small moan.

"Do you - want to - do this?" He panted breathlessly between kisses to my neck. I nodded eagerly, grinding my hips into his. Matty nodded, placing his hands on the back of my thighs.
"Jump." He whispered hoarsely. I did as he said and he caught me, wrapping my legs around him. I could feel his neediness down below, and it only turned me on more.
"Matty, please." I pleaded. He smirked, carrying me over to the bed. He laid me down on the bed and placed his knees on either side of my thighs.

"Ladies first." He muttered, tugging up the hem of my shirt. I arched my back to allow Matty to take off my shirt. He pulled his own off and discarded it on the floor.
He placed sloppy kisses all over my bare neck, collarbones and chest.
His hands slid underneath my back to undo the clasp of my bra. He got it off surprisingly quickly, but as soon as it was off I immediately felt self-conscious and covered myself up.
"Don't be shy, love. You're beautiful." He reassured me as he kissed a trail down to my waist.
He slid my denim shorts off which left me only in my underwear. He took this time to unzip his skinny jeans and peel them off. I quickly slid the material of his boxers off and he slid my panties down. He retrieved a condom from the pocket of his jeans and rolled it on.

He stopped abruptly and I propped myself up on to my elbows to see what was wrong.
"This isn't your first time, is it?" Matty asked. I shook my head and he sighed, and it almost seemed like a sigh of relief.
"You're sure you want this?" He asked me, concern in his eyes.
"Yes." I moaned with my eyes shut. I could feel Matty's smile against my lips as he lined himself up. We collectively exhaled as he slid into me. Matty gave me a minute to adjust before starting to move. He slid almost completely out of me before thrusting back in. He groaned as he picked up the pace. I moaned as he quickened his movements, but as they got sloppier I knew he was close. I was too. He moved down to my collar bones and sucked and nipped, making me moan. I slid my nails down his back, knowing we'd both leave marks on each other tonight.
"Fuck, fuck fuck." He groaned as we both reached our climaxes together. He rolled off me and laid next to me, both of us catching our breath.
"That was good." Matty sighed.
I smiled and laughed awkwardly.
"Yeah." I agreed breathlessly.

I didn't know what to say now. It was awkward and there was a lot of tension.
"Here, give me your phone." Matty said. I retrieved my phone from the back pocket of my denim sorts that laid discarded on the floor. I handed it to him.
"What are you doing?" I asked Matty as I started getting dressed.
"Putting my number in your phone." He said, still laying on the bed.
"Okay, cool. Maybe we could hang out some time." I said.
"This was just a one time thing, you know that right?" Matty asked me as he handed me my phone back.

I felt a sudden pang of hurt in my chest. I knew it was just a fling.
It's just a one night stand,
It's just a one night stand,
It's just a one night stand.

"Y-yeah." I stuttered.
Once I was fully clothed I fled from the room.